The appearance of ghost soldiers and ghost generals made everyone present feel extremely surprised. The emergence of these things has made the situation in Xi'an more uncontrollable. The deaths of ordinary people will also multiply as a result.

Whether it was in the building or in the formation on the ground, these Yin Spirits, Ghost Soldiers, and Ghost Generals infiltrated one after another, and the formation could not stop them at all.

A massacre has begun!

Blood stained the walls, snow: in the corridors, around the formation, patches of people were killed, some were manipulated by the ghost flute to turn into new groups of corpses, and some were dismembered and completely disappeared from this world.

Panicked, heart-rending roars,

Desperate and frightened eyes, in the end, completely give up resistance,

At this time, in the face of this sudden disaster, facing the millions of dead bodies.

Power, Money, Beauty...... Everything seems so small, so pale! All anyone can do is pray and lose their voices in fear!

Those ghost generals who raised huge weapons, with a single knife, a hammer, and a shot, killed more than a dozen people, and they were killing ordinary people while commanding the ghost soldiers.

Jiang Qingjiu couldn't help trembling in the depths of his heart, his fists were clenched hideously, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes, why should the matter between cultivators involve ordinary people!

"Poor monk, Putuo Mountain, fire source. It hurts!"

There was a scolding in the distance, and the voice was as loud as Huang Zhong Dalu. Immediately, a monk wearing a red monk's robe rose to the sky and fought with a ghost general!

"Poor Dao, Qiyun Mountain, powerless! The ghost will be cultivated to hurt people!"

A Taoist came from the sky, his sword broke through the sky, and a sword swung out, slashing towards a ghost general with a majestic sword intent!

The two sides immediately fought together!

"Taishan, Li He, the ghost will be repaired to hurt people!"

A pair of sledgehammers then fell, blasting a large crater in the ground, and a sturdy man landed steadily on the ground, pulling out a sledgehammer and fighting a ghost general!

At the same time, in the entire city of Xi'an, one after another, bursts of cold light erupted, hand-to-hand combat, spell clashing, dozens of cultivators from all over the country, they were not afraid to face the ghosts, and they were trying their best to protect this ancient city and the people in the ancient city!

Xiao Qingzhen's frowning brows stretched slightly, he couldn't help but raise his hand, made a big salute, his voice trembled a little, and called: "Thank you, fellow Daoists!"

Jiang Qingjiu asked anxiously, "Have you found the specific location of the ghost flute?"

Despite the cold weather, Huang Zimo's forehead was covered with large beads of sweat, he had never felt the urgency of these, the muscles of his hands were already tense, and the tracker in front of him was more cumbersome to operate because of its age!

"Right now! right now!"

Huang Zimo continued to debug the tracker, and the change of the engraving made the gears inside keep turning.

Suddenly, a burst of light appeared on the tracker, Huang Zimo was very excited, stood up, and called: "Found it!"

When everyone looked around, they saw that the point of light was actually near the tunnel construction site, why did they choose to be there? Could it have something to do with the things below? Those weird things hidden under the ground where the ghost flute is buried, but even the old lady of the Liu family doesn't know what they are!

Huang Zimo's legs weakened and he fainted, and Liu Wangtian on the side helped him down.

Xiao Qingzhen said in a deep voice: "The tracker is a technology that has been used a long time ago, and it is still not easy to be able to use it in this last world of cultivation, but it is difficult for him." “

"Everyone, please follow the poor road to recapture the ghost flute and stop this incident in Xi'an City!"

A few spiritual qi shook, and everyone turned into a few rays of light and disappeared into the vast sky.

......

Above Xi'an City, the old woman and the girl of Changbai Mountain, Wang Kun and the old man under the Kunlun Immortal Mountain, the two old men of Hainan, and other cultivators, they were all silently watching everything that happened below. However, in the face of bloodshed and death, they either looked indifferent, or were a little excited and itchy, or they were like numbness and relief after witnessing too much death!

Only the girl frowned, her expression was a little sympathetic, and she asked, "Mother-in-law, do you say that you just let these underground things kill people like this?

The old woman touched the girl's head and smiled: "Let me tell you, these people below are destined to be unable to practice for the rest of their lives! For us, they are no different from animals! You are still too young to understand anything, remember, having pity and sympathy for these people who are of no use will only drag you down!"

The girl has been in the secret realm in the mountains for more than ten years, in addition to contact with the old woman, she has rarely had contact with people from the outside world, for what the old woman said, although she watched these people being killed, her heart was a little sour, but what the old woman said was right, the girl's eyebrows were loosened, and she looked indifferently at everything that happened below.

Wang Kun, who came from the bottom of Kunlun Immortal Mountain on the side, sat on the purple gourd, fluttering, smart, and the whole person looked outstanding.

"What do you say this is singing? Why did you suddenly start killing people? What does this prove? Reiki revival can be done with a slaughter."

Wang Kun smiled meaningfully, and said indifferently: "If a massacre can revive the aura, I am willing to kill a little more!"

The old man smiled kindly, and said, "Let's watch first, maybe something unexpected will happen next." “

Wang Kun smiled, thinking that when the old man got older, he would be soft-hearted and kinder, and he was really a smiling tiger, no matter when he could smile so naturally, he smiled so kindly!

"What's the matter, young master!" the old man asked when he saw Wang Kun's strange expression.

Wang Kun waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, keep watching." “

......

At the other end, the two old men in Hainan were breezy and calm, as if what was happening below had nothing to do with it.

"I don't know if the one from the previous family will make a move. The fourth grandfather said.

The eldest grandfather returned indifferently: "If the ghost king of the underworld doesn't make a move, he won't make a move." Although the one in the upper family is an existence above the saint, it is impossible for him to deal with it easily in the face of the ghost king. Even if he really made a move, he would not be afraid, and the ghost king of the underworld would not sit idly by. ”

"Big brother, there's one more thing I don't understand. ”

The eldest grandfather understood and said, "You mean, arrange for Zhao Danzhu to enter that place." ”

The fourth grandfather nodded and returned: "Exactly, it's not that you don't know the danger of that place, if the rumors are true, won't he die in vain?"

The eldest grandfather smiled at the ignorant fourth brother and said, "Do you know why the corpses can be drilled out of the ground, but why are there no such corpses in the ancient temples of those temples and in the center of the Liu family's compound?"

"Why?"

The eldest grandfather touched his forehead, eager to slap this stupid brother on the head, and said: "These places, there are ancient enchantments below, and these enchantments, whether they are dead corpses, or yin spirits, ghost soldiers, and ghost generals, cannot break through. And that place is even more guarded by a formation, plus those mysterious things, even if they rush over and want to stop Zhao Danzhu, it will be too late. “

"By then, Xi'an City will be bleeding, and we just need to take the next step. “

When the two were negotiating, Jiang Qingjiu and the others had already rushed to the tunnel construction entrance, where they were familiar with it, and the ghost flute was taken away by Duan Lao and Li Lao of the Ten People Association from here.

Everyone walked down the steps that had already collapsed, and it was surprising that there were no dead bodies or spirits here.

There are still many traces left on the ground, among which the black water has dried up and imprinted on the ground, and it has not dissipated yet.

The crowd strode inside, the tunnel was quiet, and the footsteps could be heard clearly.

At the end of the tunnel, there is an entrance that has been blown away, and there are still traces of the explosion on both sides.

It seems that time is pressing, and the Xi'an incident occurred before the builders could restore these places. Jiang Qingjiu thought so, holding a flashlight in his hand, and followed the monk to continue to move forward.

I don't know if there will be a trap below, everyone is moving forward, even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of them, they must move forward!

Like last time, I passed through a burial chamber with a sarcophagus, and went down to the bottom, and there was a long passage in front of me.

At the end of the passage, a thin figure could be clearly seen, he was playing with a flute, and several black flags were constantly fluttering on all sides, which seemed to be a certain formation.

Zhao Danzhu seemed to have noticed the arrival of several people, he put away the ghost flute, turned around very indifferently, and said with a smile: "You have arrived so soon." “

Xiao Qingzhen's face was slightly angry, and he shouted: "Zhao Danzhu handed over the ghost flute, spare your life!"

Zhao Danzhu smiled and replied loudly: "Real person, I think even if I hand over the ghost flute at this moment, so many people have died in Xi'an City! You so-called famous people can easily let me go! Don't laugh, you and I both know that it is impossible." “

The senior monk folded his hands and admonished: "Master Zhao." Buddhism has clouds, put down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha on the ground. If you are still obsessed at this time, it will be too late!"

Zhao Danzhu played with the ghost flute with one hand, and pointed at the monk with the other and said with a smile: "Monk, don't talk nonsense, do you know who the main force that exterminated the Zhao family was in the first place? The people of Putuo Mountain! They are also monks and monks, and it was they who picked up the butcher's knife in the first place, so I also picked up the butcher's knife today, isn't this exactly what your Buddhism says?"

Zhang Yiwen calmly admonished: "You think you alone can fight against us people!"

Zhao Danzhu smiled, raised the flute, and said, "Who said I was alone!"

The flute sounded suddenly, Xiao Qingzhen called out badly, and stepped out to stop Zhao Danzhu,

Suddenly, under the long passage, a sharp arrow flew out of the pitch-black abyss, and the extremely ruthless arrow forced Xiao Qing to retreat.

Immediately afterwards, four ghost generals flew out of the abyss, they were covered in pale green light, guarding Zhao Danzhu's side, looking at Jiang Qingjiu and the others with extremely cold eyes.